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Green Day

A small cloud has fallen The white mist hit the ground My lungs comfort me with joy Vegging on one detail The rest just crowds around My eyes itch of burning red

Picture sounds... ...of moving insects so surreal Lay around... ...looks like I found something new

Laying in my bed I think I'm in left field I picture someone, I think it's you You're standing so damn close My body begins to swell Why does 1+1 make 2?


1,000 Hours

Starlit night The moon is shining bright You're the one that I need Up at your window I see a shadow Silhusette of your of your grace Here's this flower I picked for all the hours That you've spent with me The one I love That I've been dreaming of Sailing across the see

Let my hands flow through your hair Moving close to kiss we'll share Passionate love to be all night long We never break as one too strong

Nothing's more Than I what our love is for As I kiss yoru cheek Oh, so softly Hands flowing down my back 1,000 Hours I'll never leave

Our romance is a love shower And now we'll never part 1,000 Hours of such a love shower We'll never stop once we start


Dry Ice

Late last night I had a dream And she was in it again She and I were in the sky Flying hand in hand I woke up in a cold sweat Wishing she was by my side Praying that she'll dry tears Left on my face I've cried

Oh, I love her Keep dreaming of her Will I understand If she wants to be my friend

I'll send a letter to that girl Asking her to be my own But my pen is writing wrong So I say it in a song Oh, I love you more right no More than I've ever before Here's those words straight from these lips I'll need you forever more


2,000 Light Years Away

I sit alone in my bed room Staring at the walls I've been up all damn night long My pulse is speeding My love is yearning

I hold my breath and close my eyes and Dream about her 'Cause she's 2,000 light years away She holds my malakite so tight so... Never let go 'Cause she's 2,000 light years away

I sit outside and watch the sunrise Lookout as far as I can I can't see her but in the distance I hear some laughter We laugh together


Basket Case

Do you have the time To listen to me whine About nothing and everything all at once I am one of those Melodramatic fools Neurotic to the bone no doubt about it

Sometimes I give myself the creeps Sometimes my mind plays tricks on me It all keeps adding up I think I'm cracking up Am I just paranoid? I'm just stoned

I went to a shrink To analyze my dreams She says it's lack of sex that's bringing me down I went to a whore He said my life is a bore And quit my whining 'cause it's bringing her down

Grasping to control So you better hold on


When I Come Around

I heard you crying loud All the way across town You've been searching for that someone And it's me out on the prowl As you sit around feeling sorry for yourself

Don't get lonely now And dry your whining eyes I'm just roaming for the moment Sleazin' my back yard so don't get Uptight you been thinking about ditching me

No time to search the world around 'Cause you know where I'll be found When I come around

I heard it all before So don't knock down my door I'm a loser and a user So i don't need no accuser To slag me down because I know I'm right

So go do what you like Make sure you do it wise You may find out that youeself Doubt means nothing was ever there You can't go forcing something If it's just not right


Geek Stink Breath

I'm on a mission I made my decision To lead a path of self distruction A slow progression Killing my complexion And it's rotting out of my teeth

I'm on a roll With no self control I'm blowing myself with Methamphetamine Don't know what I want That's all thatI've got And I'm picking scabs off my face

Every hour My blood is turning sour And my pulse is beating out of time I found a treasure Filled with sick pleasure And it sits on a thick white line

I'm on a mission I got no decision Like a cripple running the rat race Wish in one hand And shit in the other And see which one gets filled first

Geek, stink, breath


Hitchin' A Ride

Hey mister, where you headed? Are you in a hurry? I need a lift to happy hour Say oh no Do you break for distilled spirits? I need a break as well The well that inebriated the guilt 1, 2...1, 2, 3, 4

Cold turkey's getting stale Tonight I'm eating a crow Fermented salmonella poison oak no There's a drought at the fountain of youth And now I'm dehydrating My tounge is swelling up as say 1, 2...1, 2, 3, 4

Trouble times You know I cannot lie I'm off the wagon And I'm hitchin' a ride

There's a drought at the fountain of youth And now I'm dehydrating My tounge is swelling up I say SHIT!


King For A Day

Started at the age of 4 My mother went to the grocery store Went sneaking through her bedroom door To find something in a size 4

Sugar and spice and everything nice wasn't made for only girls GI Joe in panty hose is making room for the one and only King for a day Princess by dawn King for a day In a leather thong King for a day Princess by dawn Just wait 'til all the guys get a load of me

My daddy threw me in therapy He thinks I'm not a real man Who put the drag in the drag queen? Don't knock it until you tried it


I Want to Be on TV

Wanna be a pretty boy Wanna go on Solid Gold Wanna date a millionaire Wanna make people stare

I wanna be on TV Want people to know me I wanna be on TV

Stereo 54 Gonna be an omnivore Wanna make people dance Gonna take off my pants

On a magazine Gonna have some free cocaine Wanna wear my Calvin Kleins Then the world will be all mine


Do Da Da

Every time I'm falling down You take the repurcussions Headaches and anxieties Advancing my frustrations

Rush into my depression Sacrifice everything Waste with me into nothing Well, now you're stuck with me Stuck with me, stuck with me

Hand up your soul to my wrist And I'll vow my trust to you Moving on and I always thought I realized you've imagined



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